TYCOON SYSTEM: THE INCREDIBLE BILLIONAIRE

He had crossed a line

The beautiful mistress sat in the airy palour, her glowing eyes fixed on the clothes she was crocheting.

Her fingers wind the wool with the two pins, stitching them up into beautiful designs.

The day had been quite boring for her and this was the only way to kill her boredom.

Her smile was formed when she made the final stitch and tied it up. The beautiful woolen skirt was formed with golden and white colors by the side.

Thereafter, her legs softly moved and her hand reached for her phone. Sh swiped up and opened a movie and had her earphones on her ear.

Lucas on the other hand was done for the day. Because basically, the main reason for going to work was actually to deal with Donald and yes, he had succeeded. Every othr thing that wa left was signing documents, supervision of further production of Lucros and the planning of a new model.

But all that could wait. He scurried back home to break the good news to Freya about today's success, specifically narrating how Donald knelt before him and begged.

He reached for the door handle but the lock clicked.

“Freya… Freya!!”

He banged the door hard but she wasn't responding.

Fear enveloped him. He remembered Donald's threats. No, but he couldn't have come here so quickly.

“It can't be. Freya!!!”

The young lad was inside, her eyes fixed on the K-drama she was enjoying and chuckling softly.

Whereas, Lucas was outside, worrying about her. He reached for his phone but he had forgotten it back in the office.

“Shit… Freya!!!”

The next option was to break the door with his foot. But that would be catastrophic.

“Come on! Freya!!! Open the door!!!”

The vibration of his heart rang in his head. He could feel his control slipping away from his grip. His legs trembled violently as he struggled to hold it back from jamming the door.

Now he wondered why he forgot his phone and his keys?

Well, he was overwhelmed with joy and wasn't even thinking straight. Now, the table had turned and fear enveloped him, eating deep into his confused mind and shattering his soul.

The movie was becoming more interesting and had some parts of comic relief where she laughed out loud and one of the buds fell off.

The sound of her laughter calmed his troubled mind.

“Thank God. Freya!”

“Oh, give me a sec…”

The door creaked open and she was faced with a scowling Lucas.

“Come on in. What's the matter? Why are you home so early?”

Immediately, she examined his body for any mark of wound and found it on his face.

“Lucas!!! What did you do? I warned you!!”

He raised an eyebrow.

“I've been knocking on that door for the past thirty minutes and you failed to come get it now you query me! I didn't do anything, it's not what you're thinking.”

He crashed into the chair, letting out a deep breath and a sigh of relief.

She sat on his legs and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“What happened, my love?”

He smiled warmly and kissed her lips with a smack.

“What do you say being the manager of Parker's corporation?”

Her eyes shone in shock. Shivers ran down hef spine as she looked into his glowing eyes that was filled with emotions she couldn't understand.

“What do you mean?”

He smiled once again at her and tried to kiss her again but she dodged and held his face with a grin.

“What do you mean? What happened to Donald? How did you get this wound on your face?”

Slowly, her hand fell off his face and he looked into her eyes, smiling with wit.

“The long and short of the story is we now own Parker's corporation. And Donald knelt before me and begged for mercy…”

“What, it's a lie!!”

“I mean it…”

He explained everything that transpired back at work and how he came with the crumbling plan of his and how Donald begged.

“You need to see the way he begged…”

They giggled together, while he explained vividly Donald's bulging and tearful eyes and his quivering voice, kneeling before his king and begging for mercy.

“I want you to manage the company, Freya…”

Her eyes shone in disbelief.

“Me?” She asked in surprise.

“Yes, you my love. You deserve it…”

Her lips crashed into his without warning, sucking it with long steamy smacks as his hands slid into her pants, massaging her soft plump ass.

“Wait, let's go sign it then...”

“Go get dressed then…”

In a matter of seconds, the beautiful and stunning brand new manager of Parker's corporation was out in a red velvet flair dress that hid all her beautiful features. That part was meant to be seen by one person alone, her darling husband – Lucas.

The engine hummed softly and off they went to Parker's corporation.

He had called Derrick to get the documents ready so she could sign it up and when they arrived, he was already waiting for them there.

“Shall we…”

Their feets clicked softly against the floor as they stepped into the closed company. This was the only sound that could be heard as all it's old workers had been sacked by Lucas's order.

After all, they all joined and humiliated his pride–Freya.

Within seconds, the scribbling of signatures and documentation was done.

“Welcome Mrs. Freya, the new manager of Parker's corporation…” Derrick chuckled and shook hands firmly with her.

They all giggled together but when they went outside, they say a different picture.

His car tires were all flat.

His legs pushed to rush over to it when his system beeped with a message, warning there was a bomb planted in it.

“Everybody get down…”

Immediately, they all dived to the ground as the thunderous explosion shot into the air, shaking the whole place like an earthquake and filled their souls with fear.

After the explosion, he hurriedly stood up and sighted someone in black rugged hood. The person made eye contact with him and ran off.

“Freya, get up. Are you hurt?”

She was shivering. Her heart pounded heavily, her body temperature shot up.

He carried in his arms and left immediately with Derrick.

“Let's get out of here…”

However, the action baffled him. What if his system hadn't warned him? What if other people were around there? What if it was another person that had gone to open the car?

This could only be one person–Donald.

But he had crossed a line, there was no going back. He had surely beaten nore than he could chew and he was definitely going to get it hot.